I love this morning. It began earlier than I like it, but Millie crept in to help me wake up. I don’t remember what she said ( I couldn’t really hear it, but I knew it was something about time to get up and then she just laid over my legs and then left the room and shut the door) I crawled out to find my hair sticking up everywhere so I put on my cap and sweater to emerge. I walked out to a two-table spread of breakfast foods, one of my favorite things. An enormous cup of coffee awaited me at my spot. After our breakfast waking and chatter we did lectio and meditated on mustard seeds growing into trees that birds come to live in. I came away with “peace” and “hope”. And now I’m sitting on a white and orange vinyl couch with bundled up people around me on their laptops. My coffee has a hint of honey taste and it’s keeping me warm against the draft coming in through the old white six-pane window behind me. I love the East Side. And Ray LaMontagne in my ears on a day like today. I wish you could also see the girl with black hair, green tights, and red shoes. Finally I’m inspired again (at least today at 10:33am)
Enjoy your day.